Top Opp

It's a campfire, it's a campfire, it's a campfire

Go, go, go, go

There go that bully

All I fear is God, rockin' Fear of God

He was dissin' on Lil Booka, that's what got him shot

And my bitch don't like when I go out, my pockets full of guap

I'ma take the Draco on every drill like I ain't got a Glock

ARP bullets, hit his body, he ain't gotta flop

Caught him lackin', bent him on his block, now he ain't gotta block

I be steppin' on these **** all day like they was socks

He was lackin' in that car, now they knockin' out his locs

**** playin' games, I don't play, I ain't Xbox

Why your mans said he chased me?

**** know I would've blazed him

Why they act like they be right at me? ****, that's just is crazy

Last **** tried, **** sleep, snoozin' like a baby

It's this one opp when he die, I just kept on rollin' faces

If they put a bag on my head, they gon' get the pavement

I know that bitch gon' chew the guys, just like bubble-gum

Lil' Sko hoppin' out that jeep, caught a two for one

Fuck you tryna run? This a fifty round drum

And your mans ain't never get back for that one boul that got slumped

It's that Mr. Bustop, heard he poof, ain't no Runtz

I ain't smokin' on no corny ass pack, where the bum?

Yeah, I'll give you that lil' dime but you gotta go get a head

If it's seven different blocks, I bet it's zero **** dead

**** talkin' out they ass if they say I never slid

Me and 40 gon keep spinnin', who you think hit **** heads?

Way before I rapped, I was really on that car, ****

Comin' for a rap, we was really on that bar, ****

I ain't got no feelings, I'm a bandit full of scars, ****

He thought he could trust me when we linked up for a song

Next thing you know, shots goin' off, **** gone

Yeah, I'm super slimey, real snake, I'll come through your lawn

**** they ain't doin' shit, they be cappin' in them songs

Man, I know **** for real, now it's time to expose them all

**** fighters, they don't how it feel to go pick up a ball

I'm a real top member, ****, all the shots I called

And we sleepin' in that tent, I ain't leavin' out that bitch

'Til he walk out, he don't know we on him, we 'bout to get a vic'

**** sick, **** know they play with me they gon' get bent

**** pussy, if they try to get me to tell them I'ma sit

I don't know why she act like that, she ain't never had no dick

Big D1 quick to get you left, I ain't got no picks

I got way more trigger-happy when I first got me a switch

Spin a bend, I'm just tryna see who gon run first from this clip

All these **** cryin', all these **** ventin'

224, yeah, he got some time, he treat it like detention

I could turn a four to a eight on a lazy day

I'm like, "Come and put that pussy on me", that's what Baby say

I could have your bitch eatin' dick like she was Sara Jay

All these **** bap, they ain't gotta body, why we conversation?

Hit him and his man, got it the worst, they both was constipated

You ain't in it, don't be on that block or you gon' be a patient

I just hit the booth, I saw my opps without concentratin'

He ain't see that blueberry beam, now he a fried rasin

She ain't tryna fuck with the opps, she on our side glazin'

The way they hit him all on his body, that **** not stable

All my **** clip shit with that metal like a fuckin' staple

I could get you right, I just need your PNC

Your homie layin' in his casket with his life on DND

We the ones crossin' **** out just like Jesus piece

With your life on twenty for seven, I be in them V's

How you get shot and you ain't slide? If that was me I'd be t'd